growing up with an angry father is terrifying but growing up a daughter with an angry mother is gut wrenching because you get it, you understand that she’s been worn down by the world and being treated as less and she’s been carrying the rage and traumas of her mother and her mother before her and her mother before her and when you see her you recognise that same rage in you
but her rage is not pointed at the world, it’s pointed at you because you’re 14 and not used to the harshness of it yet but she will make sure you get there and you don’t know what to do but cry and she hates seeing your tears because they make her nauseous
growing up with an angry mother feels like being ripped apart because you know she loves you, she’s your worst enemy, she makes you feel safe, she terrifies you, she’s your best friend, she’s the reason you can’t let people get close, you love her, you never cried over a boy or a girl as much as you cried over her words, she made you, you’re her puppet, you’re desperate to leave, you’ll never escape her blood or her judging gaze and even when you leave you can hear her voice in your head and it will haunt you until you’re dead
you understand her rage but you see it in yourself and that scares you more than anything else
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also, a friendly reminder, the world we live in now consists of an active genocide.
of warcrimes being posted on twitter by the official account of israeli government.
of people looking at children, women and men being bombed, killed, starved and butchered and saying it is okay because of a single terrorist group, THAT ISRAEL CREATED.
of westerners saying to look away from the slaughter happening in gaza because your mental health is more important than thousands of lives.
of israeli politicians straight up using propaganda from nazi handbooks to dehumanise palestinians, calling them less than human, less than the rest of us, animals.
and what one palestinian man posted on his social media hit me more than anything: “if we actually were animals, people would care.”
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also, a friendly reminder, the world we live in now consists of an active genocide.
of warcrimes being posted on twitter by the official account of israeli government.
of people looking at children, women and men being bombed, killed, starved and butchered and saying it is okay because of a single terrorist group, THAT ISRAEL CREATED.
of westerners saying to look away from the slaughter happening in gaza because your mental health is more important than thousands of lives.
of israeli politicians straight up using propaganda from nazi handbooks to dehumanise palestinians, calling them less than human, less than the rest of us, animals.
and what one palestinian man posted on his social media hit me more than anything: “if we actually were animals, people would care.”
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𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐞
✩‧₊˚ Headcanons of how they would react to you dancing on their lap at a party
✩‧₊˚ H e a d c a n o n s!
✩‧₊˚ 𝑭𝒕. Hanma Shuji, Kazutora Hanemiya, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Izana Kurokawa, Kakucho Hitto, Sanzu Haruchiyo and Wakasa Imaushi
tw: extreme sexual tension, mention of sex, explicit words, slaps, hair pulling, petnames(baby girl, queen, I think that's it?) and a little mention of public sex
𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢
Hanma would immediately open a smile, feeling you rolling on his lap was almost like being in the clouds.
He would hold your hips, making you dance even more eagerly.
While you were dancing, he would put his hand around your waist and give you small slaps.
Hanma definitely wouldn't care if someone was watching or not.
"Shake that ass for me, come on, baby girl." He would say while lighting a cigarette.
𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚
Kazutora might be bored at the party, but as soon as you started dancing on his lap, he would immediately cheer up.
He would hold your hips, running his hand around your waist, feeling each of your movements.
As you rolled against him, he would pull you even closer, placing kisses on your neck.
He wouldn't care about people watching, he just wanted you to keep dancing.
"You're hot, I want to see you roll on me like that later" He would say, taking a sip of his drink and holding your waist even tighter.
𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢
Ran at that point was already a little drunk, when you started rolling around in his lap, the taller one became even more excited.
He held your hips, squeezed your ass and ran his hand around your waist, paying attention to each of your movements.
Ran wouldn't let you stop, he ordered you to roll with more and more effort.
Ran didn't give a shit if anyone was watching you twerk on him like that, he wanted to rub it in everyone's face that there was a hot girl dancing for him.
"... I'm going to end you, little bitch!" He said amidst some laughs and sighs with every twerk you made.
𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢
Rindou was just entertained in the music, until his attention turned to you.
While you rolled on his lap, Rindou held your hips, following his every movement.
He would make you roll even faster, controlling your waist with his hands, at that moment Rindou no longer cared if there were other people in the place.
The more you rocked, the more naughty he would become, giving you some hair pulls and squeezes.
"Let's go home, I want to feel you move like that while I'm inside you." He would say holding your face and smiling gently.
𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚
"I love it when you do that..." He would say with a mischievous smile, feeling each of your movements.
Izana would be drinking, just enjoying you rolling on his lap.
As you danced, he held your hips, unable to stop himself from giving you a few light slaps.
He definitely wouldn't give a damn who was watching, Izana would make you roll even harder on his lap.
"My queen, when we get home I want to see you to dance like that for me."
𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨
At first, Kakucho would be shy, he wouldn't be able to contain himself for long seeing you roll over him like that.
He held your hips tightly, gently asking you to speed up your movements.
"You are perfect, my princess." He would say the moment you started to roll with more effort.
At that point Kakucho had already put all that shyness aside, he didn't care, he just wanted to feel you.
"Let's go home, I want you try this without clothes..." He would say, whispering in your ear, gently stroking your hair.
𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨
Sanzu would love to see you dancing, especially on his lap.
He would hold your hips, trying to follow your every movement.
As you danced, Haruchiyo would squeeze your waist, making you twerk even more eagerly.
"Fuck, you're so hot." He would say, somewhat breathlessly, taking a sip of his drink and lighting up a cigarette.
"I need you, I want you rolling like that while I'm inside you." Sanzu would speak, squeezing you.
𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢
"Don't tease me like that..." Wakasha would say, lighting a cigarette while holding your waist.
He would pay attention to your every movement, running his hand down your body vigorously.
Wakasa didn't care about anything else, he just wanted to feel you rocking with more and more desire.
He would beg you not to stop, forcing your hips further into his lap.
"We'd better find an alley on the way, I won't be able to get home."
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